I have never referred to my non-biological child as my step-child because it never sounds like a step up, but a step 'down'... Blended families are people too!

Soldier, Warrior and Wise



You were spanked, then you cried
Doctor wrapped you warm and tight
you were the picture of perfection
each and every Mother’s delight
Born into such a chaotic world
those big eyes, curly haired, black boy
quiet baby, great big smile
you were always observant, so coy

Predestination decided
That you should be mine
the decision was sealed
a heart contract signed

My Love for you is solid
has withstood the test of time
I’ve been committed from the beginning
not by accident, purely design

my instinct has been to protect you
every moment, of every day
things became so out-of-control
then your Dad, he took you away

you were out there trying to make it
a black male in this world alone
your instincts were your road map
the streets became your throne

gone full circle, now you’re back
this time you are here to stay
I always knew we’d end up here
Cuz’ God answers me when I pray

It does not matter what you’ve done
I’m still proud to say you’re mine
You’re my curly haired, black manchild
A Soldier, A Warrior... now Wise! 

SyD
8/05